109: Angered Liang Hua To Death

Angered Liang Hua To Death

"Oh," Lin Feng replied coldly.2

The little fatty rubbed the back of his head, confused.

Brother Feng's reaction was not quite right. Shouldn't he be shocked and screaming when he found out that the old witch had stopped teaching them?

Three seconds later, Lin Feng came to his senses.

Putting down the pen, he dashed in front of the little fatty and grabbed his collar. "Who are you talking about? Liang Hua, that old witch? Is she really not teaching us anymore?"

He asked three questions in a row.

If it was true, Lin Feng felt that he could run thirty laps around the playground.

The other students of Class 4 also heard it and were all pleasantly surprised.

They all dreamed of Liang Hua leaving Class 4. Facing Liang Hua was too uncomfortable.

The little fatty was happy in his heart. This was the reaction he wanted.

He cleared his throat and wanted to answer.

"Cough, cough."

Teacher Lin's cough came from the door. She looked at Lin Feng with an unfriendly gaze.

Now, Lin Feng was grabbing the little fatty's collar and glaring at him. Teacher Lin thought that Lin Feng wanted to bully the little fatty.

Seeing that it was Teacher Lin, Lin Feng obediently let go of the little fatty and returned to his seat.

Throughout the entire class, even though it was Teacher Lin's mathematics class, the entire class was not in the mood to listen. As the little fatty sat, he could feel the gazes of the students in the class landing on him from time to time.

It was as if they were blaming him for being slow-witted. Great, now that the teacher was here, they still had to wait for another forty-five minutes.

The bell rang for the end of class. Teacher Lin didn't like to drag the class. After class, she packed her things and left the classroom.

Lin Feng and the others ran to the little fatty's side. In an instant, the little fatty was surrounded by people.

"Damn fatty, hurry up and say it."

Being stared at by Lin Feng like this, the little fatty shrunk his neck and looked at his classmates who were looking at him unkindly.

He felt extremely wronged and obediently said what he had heard. "When I passed by the office during class last time, I heard that old witch say that she wouldn't care about our English anymore."

"Brother Feng, let me describe to you how she said this."

The little fatty folded his arms across his chest and imitated Liang Hua's tone, narrating what she said vividly.

While Lin Feng was angry, his fighting spirit was also aroused.

He raised his voice and said very seriously, "She doesn't want to teach us? It just so happens that we don't want her to teach us. Right now, she's just waiting to see our English grades drop and our college entrance exams fall miserably. Didn't she say that without her, our English scores would be even better? Then we'll fulfill her wish and anger her to death. We'll also win face for our Sister Sheng."

Qin Sheng: "..."

Why was she being dragged into this again?

"Right, we'll anger her to death and win face for Sister Sheng." The others were the same. Their fighting spirit was aroused, and they did not feel that Lin Feng's words of winning face for Qin Sheng did not seem right.

They were already led by Qin Sheng in the class. At first, they admired her strength and her personality, but later, they were completely convinced by her character and results.

Qin Sheng rarely spoke in class, but she was born to be the center of the crowd, so her sense of presence would not be low.

The students of Class 4 really thanked Qin Sheng. Without her, they would not have studied hard.

After this parent-teacher conference, their parents did not punish them anymore. Instead, they gave them a lot of rewards.

They felt the satisfaction of studying hard. Now, even without Qin Sheng's guidance, they would still study hard.

Qin Sheng massaged the space between her eyebrows. She felt a headache coming on. "I'm not that great. It's better not to win for my face. It's better to win for your own face."

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